mm sorry for the wait
this week was busy for me~

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"If I run into that wall, you think I'm gonna be able to ride the Hogwarts Express and become a fucking wizard?" Jeongguk swung Taehyung's hand between them as the two of them walked down the train station to where his train would arrive.

Today was the day Jeongguk was going back to Busan, and as much as Taehyung didn't want him to leave, he knew he had to see his family. They did all they could to spend time together, and after all, it was only a week before they see eachother again.

Warren and Siwon said their goodbyes at the house, leaving Taehyung to drop him off at the station even though it made his heart ache thinking Jeongguk was going to leave so soon. His dads knew they probably wanted to be alone.

And of course, Siwon begged Jeongguk to come back with Taehyung during the next break. Warren didn't talk much, but by the way he kept giving Jeongguk pats on the shoulder, they knew he was in.

The two boys merely exchanged smiles, and they didn't have to say a word to know that they would come back the next chance they got to be together.

It was their own little space in the world where nothing else mattered except them— how couldn't they?

"Do you wanna try?" Taehyung chuckled, finding him adorable as he squeezed the younger's hand. "Be my guest. Get a concussion."

"Well, I mean, a concussion isn't cool, but the chance of becoming a fucking wizard outweighs any health risks," Jeongguk hummed, releasing their hands to bring his arm around the older's waist and bringing him close.

"I'd get a magical stick, Specs!"

"You already have one." The words slipped out of Taehyung's mouth before he could realize the damage of his actions. The younger's eyes widened.

"Did you just call my dick magical?"

"You really complimented my dick?" Jeongguk gasped, shaking him gently as the older absolutely refused to look him in the eye while his cheeks burned feverishly warm.

"N-no," Taehyung mumbled, "Shut up."

"You just called my dick, a magical stick. Bars, Specs. Does that mean you think my dick's pretty too?" The younger teased, tickling his side a little, to which the younger nudged his stomach, getting him to stop.

"Y-You're hopeless," He snorted, slinging his arm around him. "Just d-don't hurt yourself stupid. You have volleyball when you get back, remember."

"I know, Specs. It's gonna be different this time around though," Jeongguk said, thankfully dropping the topic. "I have to fly to Japan every weekend to participate in gyms with the national team."

"Is that all?" He asked, raising an eyebrow. The younger shook his head.

"Later in the year I have this training camp in Tokyo, and I'll be gone for a week, I think? After, I have some training to do in America. It selects promising players from every country and we come together in this insane camp. It's a week, or two, tops!"

Wait. Jeongguk was going to leave him?

"Are you gonna be alone?" The smile the older wore faltered at the edges, though he tried to hide it from the other, knowing it would ruin his excitement.

Yet Jeongguk didn't tell him this earlier, and now here he was, suddenly telling him he was going to be gone more often. He wasn't sure what to feel about it, to be honest.

"No. My grandparents live in Japan," He shrugged, rubbing his hand up and down Taehyung's waist. "I have some family in America too. It'll be short, and you won't know I'm gone."

You're so wrong about that, he bit his lip, unable to say a word as his throat worked against him. It felt odd, the way it closed, and how his tongue refused to cooperate and put a decent sentence together without feeling heavy.

He couldn't deal with it when Jeongguk ghosted him for a week, or so. He couldn't possibly imagine how he would be if his Jeongguk disappeared for days, weeks, or months on end. Sure, it was only going to be weekends for now, but they rarely saw another during the day once classes were over.

And it wasn't like he had a say on this; he respected Jeongguk's dream. Jeongguk's dream meant more than anything else in the world. He couldn't just tell him he shouldn't leave, when Jeongguk had the right to.

It was too selfish of him, so he couldn't possibly say anything, even though he wanted him to stay.

This hurt more than he thought it did.

"Yeah right," He mumbled, mood plummeting, and suddenly they stopped. Jeongguk turned to face him, lifting an eyebrow at the older who was staring back at him, his own furrowed.

"Are you gonna miss me, Specs?" Jeongguk mused, squeezing the older's hip teasingly. Taehyung rolled his eyes, refusing to meet his stare.

"Oh my god. You're gonna miss me! Kim Taehyung is gonna miss me— Jeon Jeongguk!"

"In your dreams, loser," Taehyung muttered, body writhing to the side when the younger playfully tickled him. He whined, shoving his hand away much to the amusement in Jeongguk's doe eyes.

"C'mon admit it, baby. You're gonna miss me," He teased, pulling him in by the hip, grip firm on his side as he carefully closed the distance between them. God, he was too ridiculous.

He was going to miss that the most, to be honest. His stupid jokes, the way he ate cereal religiously, and his stuff lying around the dorm haphazardly. His stupid smile, and his stupid laughter. All of his smiles and kisses and his hand holding his.

What was he going to do without Jeon Jeongguk?

"No, I'm not," He was glad he was wearing a scarf today, for the bulky material covered some of his lower face if he bent his neck right. It was enough to hide the blush tinging his cheeks pink.

"Yes you are!" Jeongguk sang, leaning his forehead against his. Taehyung's bottom lip jutted out, the older tilting his head upward to meet his fond stare despite the way his heart raced uneasily in his chest.

"Goodness, don't be sad, Specs. When we come back to school, I'll be there for a month and—,"

"A month?" Taehyung whispered, voice thick, words stuck in the swell of his throat. "You're gonna be gone after that?" Jeongguk's smile fell.

"I didn't mean it like that. We'll still see each other," Jeongguk whispered, running his thumb up and down his hip. "I'll make sure to see you."

"Jeongguk, you can't forget I'm moving out. The deal's over," The older said, his hand reaching up to adjust Jeongguk's coat, running his fingers beneath it to feel his hard chest below his soft sweater.

The younger's brows drew together, "And so? We will make us work, Specs. I want... I really want us to work out. Volleyball is important, but you are too. I promised to be your person, and your always. I don't keep empty promises, Specs."

"I know you don't," Taehyung murmured, pulling back to get a better look at the younger's face. God, he hated it. Hated how the skin between his brows were creased and worry twinkled in his usual happy eyes.

He wanted to erase it with his touch if he could. Wait, no. Yes? Fuck.

God, how did this get so complicated? When did his dumb heart start to flutter and race when Jeongguk was a mere inch away from him? When did he start seeing stars and felt fireworks when Jeongguk touched him?

Taehyung knew there was more between them, but he couldn't deny the fear nagging at the back of his mind that what if something goes wrong? What would he do, what would they do? And how would they recover?

Overthinking sucked, and the longer he stared into Jeongguk's eyes filled with all these constellations and galaxies he wanted to get lost it, he wondered if that was really the right thing to do anymore.

If getting lost in them was really the right choice.

Jeongguk wasn't making any sense to him. He was an equation that was easy at the start until he found more information that required more work, more careful consideration to truly solve without ruining the equation.

He didn't want to ruin this with feelings he couldn't explain; a heart that beated at the sight of Jeon Jeongguk. He never felt this before, and fuck, it terrified him. Terrified him to jump into something he didn't know how to explore. Absolutely terrified of what would become of them in the end.

Without him, what would he be? This wasn't simple like before, and he missed that. He really did.

But at the same time, he didn't miss before. He couldn't picture himself without Jeongguk, and he supposed that scared him too.

"Then trust me when I said I want to be with you," Jeongguk said, shaking his head. The grip on his side tightened. Taehyung nodded, swallowing, listening to him carefully.

"And Taehyung?" He glanced up at him, raising an eyebrow at the younger.

"I want you to move in with me."

"Y-you what?" Taehyung whispered, his own eyes splayed wide, dazed with shock. "Really?" Jeongguk nodded eagerly.

"Fuck yeah, Specs," The edges of his lips tugged upward into the same boyish grin that never failed to make his chest erupt with infinite butterflies. "I want you to live with me longer."

"I wanna wake up to you, and I wanna sleep knowing you're there and not in some other dorm except my own," He chuckled gently. "Maybe have you in my bed too."

"Gonna make galaxies and stars to you as much as I can."

"Fricking Sap," He murmured, gently punching his chest, cheeks hot. "God, I hate you." The younger pulled his suitcase closer to them before letting go of it and grabbing Taehyung by the waist.

"I can be honest with you," Jeongguk drew him close, "I don't know how this works. I have no idea what I'm doing. But what I do know is that you drive me fucking insane. I can't function without you."

"Call me your pal, your friend, your bestfriend, or your fucking person. I don't care as long as I'm with you, got that? We'll do this together," He said, reaching up and pushing his hair behind his ear. 

"We will make it work, Tae."

"Train to Busan has arrived in the station," a soft woman's voice played on the speakers, announcing that it was time. Taehyung and Jeongguk stared at one another, neither one moving, breathing even.

"Do you want us to work?" Jeongguk asked, words trembling off his tongue. Taehyung gulped, studying the way the younger's features softened, and how there was no fear in his gaze despite his train waiting down the railway behind them.

He didn't know what to say, and with every fucking second that dwindled, he scrambled to put together a single sentence. It was easy— a simple 'yes' or 'no' answer to a question that was difficult to consider in the short amount of time they had left.

Taehyung was blind! So blind it hurt, and he didn't know what to do. He didn't have to worry about this with any other friend, for they didn't do the things he did with Jeongguk. He even thought that maybe, if he kept calling themselves friends it would make things easier, make it all not matter.

But here they were, standing on a train platform, together while Jeongguk asked him if he wanted to be more than friends.

And suddenly, everything mattered. Every kiss, every flutter of his heart, every single second he spent with Jeongguk, and every little moment that made him fall head over heels for his bestfriend.

Oh god. He fell for his bestfriend.

Holy shit. Oh no. Frick.

Fuck.

"Now boarding," The woman repeated in the same cheery monotone. Taehyung anxiously glanced over Jeongguk's shoulder, watching the people get on, and yet the younger wasn't moving.

He averted his gaze to Jeongguk's features, brows knitting together at the desperation flitting through the younger's honey irises that seemed to be silently begging for an answer. He chewed on his lip, willing his tongue to move, to speak, to tell Jeongguk that yes, he wanted this.

Yes, he wanted to be his, or whatever else they were going to come up with. Yes, even though it scared the him knowing he was diving into the unknown with no experience on relationships at all. Yes, because Jeon Jeongguk was the sole person his heart beated for.

Yes, because while nothing made sense right now, maybe this was the answer. It had to be, right?

So Taehyung grabbed him by the collar and smashed his lips against, and before Jeongguk could respond, he pushed him off. "Yes," He said loudly, clearly.

"I want us to work out, and yes I want to move in with you," He smoothed down his jacket, smirking a little as Jeongguk blinked, struggling to comprehend what just happened.

"Now go catch your train," He patted the younger's cheek, handing him his luggage, and gave him a gentle shove in the direction of the train. Jeongguk licked his lips, merely rolling his eyes and giving the older a lopsided smile.

"Getting rid of me that easily, huh?" He called out to him as he walked backwards to his train where others were boarding. What a dork.

"Is Yeontan gonna be okay with your dads for the rest of the year?" He shouted at Taehyung, nearly about to join the line of others climbing into the train.

"He will be!" He shouted back. "Goodbye Gguk!"

"I'll see you in a week!" Jeongguk gave him a thumbs up. Taehyung shook his head, smile widening on his lips as he crossed his arms over his chest. Jeongguk simply winked at him, saluted, and turned around, jogging to his train in order to get in time.

Once Jeongguk was gone, Taehyung's shoulders slumped and the swell of happiness inside of him seemed to disappear in the seconds he spent alone on the platform. He swallowed the knot in his throat, smile faltering around the edges as his gaze drifted down to his shoes.

He was supposed to be happy, but a part of him couldn't help but fear what was going to happen next.

Taehyung wasn't stupid. He tried to push it back, to hold off on confirming his feelings for his best friend of all people. He was completely clueless on how these relationships worked, and yeah, he wanted to make it happen. He wanted it to work out, and yet, in the back of his mind he was scared.

Scared that this might not be a good idea after all.

Scared that this might ruin things.

Scared that this wasn't the right answer.

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Returning to school was probably one of the most conflicted feelings Taehyung ever had, but it didn't seem to be as bad as he thought since he was seeing Jeongguk again, and his other friends after so long.

The last week without Jeongguk wasn't so bad. It consisted mostly of texting each other at ungodly times of the night, sending pictures of their daily activities, and mostly just catching up.

It was unusual, being glued to his phone, but he found himself always next to it, waiting for one of the younger's stupid texts. Even though they weren't together, just being able to hear from him was all that mattered— they made his day.

Sometimes Jeongguk sent stupid twitter memes, and other times the guy was complaining about his little sisters being pains in the ass. Taehyung sent updates about Yeontan, and he always tried to be creative in sending Jeongguk pictures of his adventures.

Although, there were times were Jeongguk was just straight up horny.

Those messages left Taehyung's skin burning and his body a little bothered (in what way, he didn't know), but he was always a red, clumsy wreck every time Jeongguk texted him like the horny little shit he was.

Wanna fuck you so good again, bun. M'kinda craving your cock down my throat. Miss your ass, like your literal ass, Specs.

Sometimes Taehyung ignored them, leaving him to suffer, or he was just too weirded out to do anything. Who even sends those lewd messages? But then again, it was Jeongguk— it made sense.

Other times he teased him, and on rare occasions, he called him to facetime if it was late enough and he himself was frustrated and...

Yeah. They promised not to talk about it.

Now that they were back, Taehyung was more than excited to reunite with Jeongguk, but the younger texted him a bit ago that he wasn't coming until later that night. Something came up for volleyball, and he guessed it dampened his mood, but what could they do?

He always knew volleyball was more important than him.

Things were okay between them anyways. They didn't get the chance to talk about their relationship, but Taehyung supposed that was something to worry about later when Jeongguk was there. They would discuss Jeongguk leaving another time.

The only thing that mattered now was that they were happy! He was moving in with him for the rest of the school year, and they were going to be together again!

On the plus side, they didn't have to rely on video chatting to please themselves, he had to admit that.

But for now, he was at Sunshine Sips with Hoseok and Jin after arriving in Seoul that morning. It was a tradition to go there when break was over and just catch up with one another like the good ol' times. It was something he genuinely looked forward to.

"I went to fucking Hawaii," Jin said, shoving a curly fry into his mouth as the three of them were seated at their usual booth. "Swam with fucking dolphins! Actual dolphins."

"Sounds great," Hoseok chuckled, twirling his boba straw in his drink. "I did nothing but work. Got new socks for Christmas and that was it."

"Not the fucking socks. You have two feet. You don't need a collection," Seokjin sighed, waving a fry at him aggressively. "Unless you're using the sock to—,"

"Fuck off, I am not pleasuring myself with a sock. That's like middle school boy behavior," Hoseok grimaced, pushing his food away. "Thanks, you just killed my appetite."

"What? M'sorry I am in dire need of a good dick down. I'm bound to talk about cock, good friend," The oldest of trio shrugged nonchalantly.

"It's healthy. If you're gay, it's a natural occurence to gravitate toward cock."

"Natural my ass. I've been dick deprived for months but do you catch me complaining?" Hoseok rolled his eyes, turning his attention to Taehyung, who was staring at his phone, waiting for Jeongguk to text.

"You. Gay Blueberry headass."

The youngest glanced up, brows furrowed as he realized they were talking to him. Did he really zone out that bad? He slipped his phone into his hoodie pocket before folding his hands over the table, giving them his full attention.

"Who are you texting, Tae?" Hoseok asked, jutting his chin over at Taehyung's lap.

"Yeah, who? You've been making heart eyes at your phone," Jin bit down on a fry. "Is it Jimin?"

"What? No. I haven't talked to Jimin in a while," Taehyung's lips tumbled into a frown. "It's just a good friend." He tried to play it cool, but by the way his hyungs were staring him down, it was a bit hard to not squirm in his seat.

"Did you get dick?" Hoseok asked, eyebrows raised.

"Impossible," Jin dusted the french fry salt back into the basket, mouth still full. "Taehyung is too pure to have sex. My guy is a smol little bean."

"He probably has no idea how to do it."

Taehyung chuckled along with the two, scratching the side of his neck, which flushed a subtle shade of pink. He was planning to tell them about Jeongguk and him before the younger came back to town, but he guessed he didn't realize how difficult that would actually be.

Especially since Jin didn't really get along with Jeongguk at all. The last time they hung out, Jin threatened to cut Jeongguk's dick off, and Jeongguk made really bad sheep puns the entire dinner.

He couldn't imagine how Jin would react to hear that Jeongguk and he had feelings for each other that weren't as platonic as they made it out to be.

Maybe he had to think this out a bit more rather than just going "why yes, I fucked Jeongguk over break, we switched during sex by the way, I kissed him a lot, had more sex, and we're kinda a thing. My break was a whole vibe" to his friends.

That probably wasn't a good idea at all.

"C'mon, Tae is smart. He knows who to give his virginity to," Hoseok said, tapping his fingers over the table. "I'm just messing with you, Tae."

"W-well you see," Taehyung flinched when both of his hyungs slammed the table, shooting up in their seats. He blinked slowly, leaning back into the vinyl seat, hoping this wasn't his death.

"You lost your virginity?" Jin nearly yelled, but when Mrs. Jung gave him a dirty look, he cleared his throat and lowered his voice after bowing and apologizing.

"You're kidding, Tae. Since when did you lose it? Do you have a boyfriend?" Hoseok and Jin kept firing questions at him when they settled back down, and he wasn't so sure what to say.

Frick, he shouldn't have said something.

"I—," He started, but Jin interrupted with—

"Okay stay calm everybody! This is a fucking monumental moment in history. Kim Taehyung, our baby, lost his virginity!" He winced, when Hoseok and Jin made a drum roll sound over the table.

"Uh, well," Taehyung swallowed, adam's apple bobbing uneasily as he averted his stare to his drink. "It's a bit complicated."

"No fucking way," Jin collapsed back into his seat, eyes wide with shock as Hoseok joined him. "Our little baby grew up!"

"I am not a baby!" The youngest whined. Jin rolled his eyes.

"Only real babies say that. You are baby, accept that," Jin crossed his arms, "but I guess not. So, tell us. How was it? Who was the lucky guy who got to pop your cherry?"

"Did you bottom?" Hoseok asked, genuinely amused as the smile he wore radiates this sort of brightness that could blind anyone in the room— including Taehyung.

"Please don't say it like that," Taehyung grumbled, pushing his glasses up his nose, "and I didn't just bottom. I k-kinda switched."

"Oh my god," Jin gasped, clutching his heart. "You lost everything. Your butt, lip, and dick virginity. Just gone. Poof." He raised a concerned eyebrow at him.

"The guy better have been special," Hoseok chuckled softly. He leaned over, reaching out and placing his hand over Taehyung's. "We're just kidding, Tae. We know you're 18 now and capable of making the right choice."

"As your close friends, though, we don't want you to get hurt though," Jin declared, his tone slightly serious than before. "We will beat any asshole who hurts you, got that?"

"I will end him," Hoseok agreed. "If anyone hurts our Taehyungie, they will have to plow through us." He jabbed his thumb at the two of them before giving Jin a high-five.

"You don't have to worry about that," A grin twitched over Taehyung's lips as he let Hoseok squeeze his hand, finally relaxing in his seat.

"He was worth it. All of it, really."

"Are you two still together?" Hoseok pulled his hand away. Taehyung nodded, guessing maybe it wouldn't hurt to just say it. Both of his hyungs oohed.

"We're figuring out. The thing just happened, you know?" Taehyung admitted, suddenly overwhelmed by a wave of shyness— why? He didn't know. To be honest, didn't think he would be talking about this, but here he was.

"Ooh, I see," Hoseok hummed. "Well, can you tell us about him?"

"That's the thing," He chuckled awkwardly, pressing his lips together into a tight line. "You kinda know him already."

"We do?" Jin asked, genuinely confused. However, when he snuck a glance at Hoseok, he already knew by the way the shock faded from his features and the gentle smile he wore gleamed with support.

"We do," Hoseok hummed, ignoring the dirty look Jin was giving him.

God, he really did get lucky with Hoseok and Jin.

"He makes me happy? I think I felt something for him for a while. We kinda let it sit there, and we did things, ignored labeling us, and now we're dealing with it," Taehyung murmured.

"He's going to be my first ever boyfriend."

It felt weird, to say those words, and at the same time exhilarating. Funny how one word was enough to send this rush of adrenaline just because of how the vowels tasted like on his tongue. And he liked it. Liked how the words shaped around his lips. His cheeks warmed slightly, knowing that this was going to be something to get used to.

It was a word Taehyung didn't imagine he would call Jeon Jeongguk, but here he was. Jeon Jeongguk and he were going to be together. Boyfriends.

"It's a bit scary, 'cuz I don't know what to do. He's a busy person. I'm still trying to figure out what I wanna do with my life," He admitted, fiddling with his fingers over the table. "I-I don't know? I guess."

"It's just all new, and I-I could be rushing in? We know each other, and he's like my other half, and I don't know what I'd do without him so I'm scared this is gonna ruin everything," Taehyung rambled.

"I don't know what to do," He whispered, babbling on. "I'm bad at relationships, oh god."

"And that's totally okay, Tae," Jin surprised him, and this time it was his hand over his. "You'll figure it out together, and this guy must be really amazing for you to trust him with that part of yourself, y'know?"

"He's right," Hoseok added. "But Taehyung, what do you want?" Taehyung stared at the table, mouth slighty open as he filtered through his mind for words.

"I want to be with him?" Taehyung managed to get out, voice slightly shaky. "It makes sense to get together."

"Okay, well, why then?" Hoseok asked. Oh damn. He didn't really think about that.

"Well, he's sweet and caring—," Jin and Hoseok groaned in unison. "What?" He frowned, brows drawing together.

"Bitch, anyone can say that," Jin sighed, tsking at him. "C'mon, make it more spicier than that. You let him at your ass, and you went at his ass. You've seen eachother naked."

"He's got a point," Hoseok nodded. Taehyung leaned back against the vinyl, carding his free hand through his blue locks and tossing them back, trying to figure out what to say that would satisfy these idiots.

"He's a dork," Taehyung started, saying the first thing that comes to mind. "He's gentle, and he rambles when he's nervous, and I think it's cute that he isn't an asshole who tries to hide his emotions. He cares a lot, and he's selfless. Very selfless."

"I like his eyes. They have stars in them," He found himself picturing the younger in his head, and the heaviness that thickened his chest seemed to ease along with his lips.

"His laugh doesn't fit him, but it's cute. I like his hands around mine— they're smaller, but he has long fingers. I like how he talks, and how he views the world. He's passionate. Sensitive, too."

"Without him, I don't know what I'd do," He admitted, honestly slathering his words. "He's my person. He completes me in this weird way I can't explain, but when I see him, I get all fluttery and light? It's like nothing else matters."

"My guy is in love," Seokjin gushed. Hoseok jabbed his side with his elbow, shutting him up.

"There you go," Hoseok murmured, shaking the youngest out of his thoughts. "Those are really good reasons, and it seems like you two will be okay, Tae."

"Really? You think so?" Both older boys nodded.

"Yeah, but I can't guarantee no issues," Hoseok told him. "Every relationship is hard and being able to get through those times is what makes them really beautiful. You'll figure it out together step by step. It's a whole process worth taking if it's with the right guy."

"And he sounds like the right guy for you, Tae," Hoseok finished. "Maybe timing will be on your side." He didn't know what that meant, but he hoped it was something positive.

"And I'm sure he'll make some time between you and volleyball. He's a dumbass if he doesn't," Jin added, but before Taehyung could thank him, he realized what he said.

"Wait, you know it's Jeongguk?" He asked, genuinely shocked Jin wasn't getting up and going on a murder mission to kill him. Seokjin nodded, shrugging.

"Yeah, I knew the second you started to explain it," Jin said softly. "If he makes you happy, then I'm all for you two dating. Jeongguk's a good person, even though he irritates the fuck outta me. And I can't dictate who you date either."

"I trust that you know what you're doing," Jin murmured. "I wish you two the best."

"Same here!" Hoseok chimed, "But if he hurts you, we won't hesitate to attack." God, he loved them.

"Hyungs," Taehyung trailed off, heart swelling, but this time he knew it wasn't because of Jeongguk. "I really got real lucky in my last life to be able to have you guys," He chuckled, smiling shyly.

"It's nothing," Jin sighed, patting his hand. "You got us for life, Tae." Hoseok hummed in agreement.

"I love you both," Taehyung gushed, and after Jin and Hoseok told him they loved him more, his gaze couldn't help but drift behind them to the person who entered the shop.

His stomacy dropped, recognizing those familiar blonde waves, the long legs covered in ripped jeans, and the yellow flannel that hung off his smaller form. Taehyung swallowed, droning out his friends as they discussed whether you pour milk before or after the cereal, focusing on the new customer.

And seconds before he could look away, the boy's sharp gaze suddenly met his own, fleeting but he could still visualize the look of shock gracing the older's features.

It had been a while since he had seen Park Jimin.

♡♡︎♡

Taehyung came home to the dorm that evening, hands tucked in his pockets and fumbling with the keys. He slipped them out when he approached the door, unsure why he was holding his breath, but he was.

Maybe it was the idea that Jeongguk was behind the door, waiting for him, and the two of them were going to reconnect after a week of not being able to see one another. It wasn't that big, right? After all, they talked and called— this was like any other night.

But at the same time it wasn't, and all he could do was replay his conversation Hoseok and Jin.

It was true: he sucked at relationships. He never had a boyfriend, and before all of this, his experience was little to none. He didn't know how it worked, and he wasn't naive to believe relationships went down like in those cliche Netflix romantic movies.

Relationships were hard. They required lots of communication, understanding, and mutual feelings to work. Taehyung knew it wasn't going to be all sunshine and rainbows— things were bound to get complicated: fast.

Part of him was still afraid even after their talk. Sure, there were reasons why this was the right choice. He cared about Jeongguk in a way words couldn't even describe, for there wasn't a synonym that could truly define the entirety of his feelings for Jeongguk.

In fact, the way he cared for him was indescribable.

The other half was enthusiastic, eager to start this relationship. They worked out as friends in the past, and they were already in the gray area between dating and actual platonic friendship. Actually, scratch that— they were far from platonic.

Every kiss, every touch, and the intimate moments where their bodies seemed to be one— those were reasons why they could work. They reminded him that this was possible; it wasn't a stretch to make something with nothing.

There was already something to work with, and Jeon Jeongguk was different.

They didn't have to say a word to interpret how they felt. With just one look they knew. They knew they looked at one another in a way that transcended any kind of friendship.

There was more, and by the looks of how they were right now, he guessed there was nothing to fear.

Maybe they would work out after all.

He fished his keys from his pockey, smiling as he thumbed over the keychain he got in the mail from Jeongguk. It was a pair of glasses, and the letter he got with it made him sit in his living room, laughing to himself until his stomach twisted.

A pair of specs for Specs. Can't wait to see you again and maybe fuck your ass. Just kidding. I'm counting down the days until I can see you again!

He shook his head, remembering the little dick doodle Jeongguk put on it. It even had a smiley face! He snickered softly, turning the key in, and when he finally opened the door, his senses flooded with this sense of contentment seeing Jeongguk there.

He stood by the small table where they ate all of their meals, waving his hands at him when the older scanned the room. He surveyed the room, noticing it was dark, save for the LEDs he put up, on the tv was some movie, and draped over the couch was a soft blanket.

For a second, he thought it was cute, but then he realized there wasn't any food, and the little lights were a bit too dark for a casual mood.

Then it settled. How ridiculous was this dork.

"Movie sex? Really?" Taehyung chuckled, gaze following the younger as he strode up to him. He shut the door, and before he could talk Jeongguk's arms were around his waist and his lips were on his.

He melted immediately into Jeongguk like it was second nature, exhaling through his nose as his hands reached up to cusp his face. God, he was with him again, and the euphoria that surged through him eased the stress that plagued his mind earlier.

Right. Of course they would work out.

Jeongguk pulled away faster than what Taehyung expected, but before he could speak, Taehyung guided his face back to his, cutting him off with another knee-weakening kiss. The younger hummed against his lips, the sound making his heart flutter.

Taehyung tilted his head, deepening the kiss, losing himself in the way Jeongguk felt beneath him as he remembered this familiar feeling. Fuck, he missed this, missed him, and as his wet tongue pushed past his parted lips, tangling with the younger's, he knew everything was going to be okay.

"H-hey wait," Jeongguk pushed him off, giggling softly when the older continued to trail kisses down his jaw. "I didn't even said hello."

"Well then," Taehyung murmured against the soft skin, words grazing the bone, "Hi there." Jeongguk rolled his eyes, and this time he was able to make him stop.

"Wait, pause," Jeongguk's hands slid down his shoulders, "I'm deeply offended you thought I set up this lovely date just to bang."

"Gguk, you know I was kidding," He said, his own hands finding their way to Jeongguk's tiny waist and squeezing his hips, tugging them close to his own.

"I know you're more than a horny little shit."

"Awh, I'm touched," Jeongguk chuckled, cupping the sides of his neck, running his thumbs up the smooth muscle. "Fuck, I missed you, Specs."

"Missed you too, princess," Taehyung dipped down, pressing his forehead against his. "What do you got planned for us?" He said, pecking his cheek before gently pushing him away from him, smirking.

"An anime! Thought we could just sit down," He let the younger's fingers find his, their hands fitting together perfectly. Jeongguk lead them both to the couch, pushing the older down with a teasing grin.

"And cuddle! 'Coz I miss you," Jeongguk climbed on the space beside him, body in between his legs before he grabbed Taehyung's arms and wrapped them around him.

"You, of all people, wanna cuddle?" Taehyung chuckled deeply, staring up at the beautiful boy on top of him, running his fingers up and down the back of his gray shirt.

"C'mon, this is kinda our first date since, y'know," The younger's nose scrunched cutely as he gestured at the wall for no reason in particular.

"We're gonna watch gay heartwarming anime and cuddle just because."

"Yuuri on ice?" Taehyung glanced over the tv, though he really had no interest in it since Jeongguk was here instead. He caressed the dip of his spine, his other hand slipping beneath his shirt mindlessly.

"Yes, Yuuri on Ice. I told you, gay heartwarming anime is the vibe," Jeongguk declared.

"Since when did I agree to a date?" The older asked, gliding his touch lightly over the soft skin of his waist.

"Since the train station and me professing my undying care for you," Jeongguk rolled his eyes. "Do you not remember, or are you too old?" At that, the older smacked his ass, shutting him up.

"You confessed to me at the train station?" Taehyung  raised an eyebrow at him, guiding Jeongguk's body down to his as their long legs tangled up with one another's. Jeongguk nodded, and fuck, he missed the way his neck and ears got red first when he was shy.

"Yeah, and you called my dick magical."

"Shut up," Taehyung nuzzled his nose against his hair, inhaling the sweet perfume Jeongguk only used around him. He was always smelling like flowery detergent and strawberries.

"But it was true! You like my dick," Jeongguk giggled softly while Taehyung pressed kisses to his forehead, his hands slipping down his hips and over the curve of his ass beneath his black jeans.

"And you beg for my cock every hour of the day," Taehyung whispered deeply into his ear, smirking at the way the younger shivered beneath his touch.

"We are not the same, princess."

This was something he could get used to. Spending nights with Jeongguk like this, and never let go, though he knew there would be a time where they were going to spend lots of time apart. God, he didn't want to let it ruin his mood, so he decided to drop it.

For now, he was going to focus on Jeongguk and nothing else.

"Was it not obvious?" Jeongguk mumbled, quickly changing the subject, resting his head in the crook of Taehyung's neck while his fingers twirled the strings to Taehyung's hoodie. Cute.

"I told you I want you as more than a friend, dumbass."

"You did?" He chuckled lowly when the younger smacked his chest, features flushed pink.

"Stop playing stupid with me," The younger whined, tugging his hoodie string, trying to be scary and intimidating but failing. Taehyung smiled down at him, squeezing his body close.

"Okay, fine, I remember," He watched as Jeongguk reached for the remote, his chest hovering over his face as he grabbed it from above Taehyung's head to start the show.

"Don't act like you're eighty. I know you're eighteen,"  Jeongguk grumbled, tossing the remote on the coffee table when the anime started playing. On another day, Taehyung probably would pay attention, but how could he when Jeongguk was here?

"Oh yeah, I'm eighteen now. I'm older than you," Taehyung teased, his other hand reaching up to cup the side of Jeongguk's face, thumb caressing his cheek.

"You gotta only call me hyung from now now."

"I already call you hyung," Jeongguk rolled his eyes, leaning into his touch. "Was that a sexual joke?" He mimicked Taehyung, purposely lowering his voice to annoy him. Again, the older slapped his ass, making him squirm.

"Okay, that's new," The younger breathed, arms wrapped around Taehyung's neck as he leaned his head back down on his shoulder.

Taehyung merely smirked before reaching down and cupping his ass, giving it a squeeze.

"Can't blame me for missing you right?" Taehyung whispered hotly into his ear, humming softly when the younger's hips wiggled over his own.

"Tae, we're supposed to focus on the anime. It's Yuuri on Ice!" Jeongguk pouted, his voice breaking when Taehyung's hands shifted him up, giving him access to his neck where he began to trail kisses down the fair canvas.

"We can't fuck with Yuuri on Ice in the background! That's disrespectful!"

"So? I've been thinking about you all day, princess," His lips murmured against his skin before he left another soft kiss over the smooth flesh.

"W-wait. You have?" Jeongguk asked quietly, eyes glistening with adoration for the older. Taehyung nodded, basking in the way the younger flinched when he sucked at the supple skin, tongue swirling over the tender bruise.

"Yeah, I have," Taehyung pulled back, tilting his head up to look at Jeongguk. "I was thinking, that we only have so much time together before you leave."

He noticed his hair was a bit shorter since the last time they saw one another. Guessing he cut it, he reached up, pushing his hair aside, watching him nuzzle against his faint touch. God, Jeongguk was a whole new level of breathtaking; it was impossible to describe his beauty.

And it amused him that he was all his if they were to become boyfriends. Boyfriends.

"M'not gonna leave you anytime soon, hyung," Jeongguk mumbled, brows scrunching together when Taehyung began trailing his fingers down the curve of his jaw. "We have a month."

"Then we'll take advantage of that month," He said firmly. "I told you, I want us to work out, didn't I?"

"Y-yeah you did," Jeongguk whispered, breathing heavy as Taehyung slid his cool palms beneath the warm of his shirt, touch gliding over his taut muscles.

"And we'll make it work, alright? You're my best friend, my person, and my always," Taehyung pushed him back down, gaze flitting between the younger's slightly parted lips to his doe eyes, sparkling with fondness.

"Want you to be my—," Jeongguk clamped his hand over his mouth. Taehyung raised an eyebrow at him, but the younger shook his head.

"Don't say it yet," Jeongguk whispered, leaning his forehead against his while his other hand slipped down to his pants zipper.

Taehyung's brows scrunched together, wondering what was happening until he realized Jeongguk was stripping. The creases on his features as he helped the younger out of his shirt. A smirk folded over his lips while he ran his big palms over Jeongguk's body, drinking in sight of a perfect boy straddling his lap.

"Why not, princess?" He asked, holding his arms up and letting Jeongguk help him out of his shirt. The younger pressed his ass down on his cock, emitting a low groan from the older. What a tease.

"Want you to fuck me," Jeongguk leaned back down, running his fingers down Taehyung's chest, thumb brushing over his nipples.

"What about the anime, Gguk?" Taehyung asked, cut off by a sloppy kiss. Jeongguk shrugged, deepening the kiss, teeth bumping and chins brushing.

His brows drew together, bunched tight while he grasped at Jeongguk's waist to hold him down, humming into his mouth as he rolled his hips over his hardening cock. When the younger popped his lips off his, smiling down at him, he knew he was going to give in.

"Want your cock in me," Jeongguk rambled, grinding down on the older. "Then you can ask the question!"

"Jeez, you're demanding," Taehyung rolled his eyes, unable to help the grin that twitched on his lips when Jeongguk kissed his cheek.

"And very horny," Jeongguk mused.

They didn't finish the anime.

Jeongguk tossed his head back, moans falling out of his pretty, swollen lips as he rode Taehyung's cock, bouncing up and down on his length while the older spilled all sorts of profanities into the thick, hot air.

He gripped at Jeongguk's thighs, being careful not to leave any bruises, knowing they would show at his volleyball practice (not that he cared but still, he had to be nice). He gritted his teeth, moans intertwining witht the younger's as Jeongguk sank down, the tip of his shaft hitting his prostate dead on.

"Happy now?" Taehyung murmured, voice heavy as he ran his hands inside the inner part of Jeongguk's thighs, trying to ease his tense muscles knowing he had volleyball tomorrow.

Jeongguk nodded eagerly, sniffling once again, thighs clenching when he lifted his hips up before the older brought him down on his aching cock once more. He cried out, head hanging forward as he steadied himself using Taehyung's shoulders.

"C'mere princess," Taehyung whispered, sitting up on the couch so Jeongguk was on his lap, legs now curled around his hips. He tilted his head up, smiling at the pretty boy and wiping away his tears.

"Why do you keep crying?" He chuckled, caressing his cheek before slipping his fingers beneath his chin and drawing him close. Jeongguk simply shrugged, whimpering when Taehyung thrusted up into him.

"I-I just— i-it feels so, so g-good," Jeongguk babbled, and fuck, Taehyung swore he couldn't get enough of the way Jeongguk was like this for him, and only him. Made him want to fuck him more, to be honest.

"And I missed you, and I w-want you," He sniffled again, more tears falling from his dazed eyes as he slung his arms around Taehyung's bare shoulders.

"I feel so f-full? I d-dunno what I'm saying."

"Am I hurting you?" He pressed a kiss to his collarbone. The younger shook his head, biting down on his lip while Taehyung carefully lifted him up before dropping his hips back down on his length, evoking a breathy moan from the younger.

"N-never. I-It's just so, so big," Jeongguk gushed, "and I-I like it. Like your cock a lot, hyung."

"You have such a dirty mouth, princess," Taehyung chuckled, pushing aside his sweaty fringe, finding the way the stars in his eyes were blown out from being fucked like this.

"I-I know," Jeongguk mumbled, stringing his words together as Taehyung rammed his cock up into him, making him cry out his name. Over sensitive, the younger crumbled into him, head resting on his shoulder as his body trembled with pleasure.

"I think that's enough," Taehyung whispered against his ear, but Jeongguk shook his head, murmuring 'no' repeatedly against his shoulder.

"You have volleyball. I don't want the team captain to be limping and not doing his best on the court," He said, bringing his left hand up and tracing his finger down the hickies he left all over Jeongguk's neck.

"So? D-don't care. I-I'll be fine," Jeongguk pouted, pulling back to meet Taehyung's hooded gaze. "You're moving too slow. Faster, hyung."

"Jeongguk," He shook his head, "No."

"No?" The younger's eyebrows drew together. "But, h-hyung, please. I can take it. I can take you."

"Do you hear yourself? You're a mess," Taehyung chuckled softly, cupping the side of his cheek. "I'll just jerk you off, yeah?" Jeongguk's nose scrunched together.

"It's not the same," He whined, smacking his chest. The older raised an eyebrow at him. "D-doesn't feel the same."

"What's up with the attitude all of a sudden?" He asked, tilting his head to the side, genuinely shocked the younger was capable of acting like this.

He was so used to the bold, arrogant, level-headed Jeongguk. He guessed there was still more to learn about him, and it left him rather amused he was able to see Jeongguk like this, to be the only person who could witness him this fucked out and wrecked.

Another plus to dating Jeon Jeongguk. Another thing nobody would know except him, and he supposed he took pride in being able to be the only one who made Jeongguk this way.

Eventually he gave in, fucking into the younger like he wanted it. He watched him sob out his name, tears streaming down his cheeks, which glistened red from both sweat and their intense intimacy. He finished off with another series of thrusts, until the both of them came at the same time.

"W-wait," Jeongguk said when Taehyung collapsed backwards from exhaustion once he was done cleaning him up (his stamina wasn't as great as Jeongguk's).

"Don't pull out."

"Why not?" He asked, feeling the younger rest on top of him, his smaller frame moulding into his own, completing him. He wrapped his arms around the younger's waist, holding him tight.

"Just stay inside. Feels good," Jeongguk snuggled up close to him. Taehyung tilted his head to face his, grinning crookedly when their noses bumped against one another's.

"Alright," He gave in, guessing he was too weak for the younger, but he didn't complain. "Can we talk about us now?"

"If you want," The younger shrugged, tracing his finger down Taehyung's collarbone. "I wanna let you know that I've never been with anyone like this before in a long time. M'a bit rusty."

"I haven't been with anyone like this ever," Laughter rumbled in Taehyung's chest, spreading through him with this warmth. God, his heart wouldn't slow down around the younger, and he hoped it would stay this way.

"Then we'll do it together," Jeongguk said, some sense finally returning to him. "We'll figure it out. I want us to work."

"Yeah, I do too," He murmured, tracing down the little beauty marks that dot Jeongguk's fair skin like small stars. "We'll work."

"That's the spirit," Jeongguk giggled, wiping the slight fog from Taehyung's glasses with the bottom of his palm. "We're best friends. Being more than that will be easy for us, right? It's kinda like the same thing."

I hope it will be, Taehyung bit down on his lip, instead nodding along to what the younger had to say. Were they not going to address the hanging fact Jeongguk was leaving in a month? Was it going to be ignored, and they would deal with it some other time?

Did Taehyung want to ignore it? Not really, but he wasn't sure how to bring that up properly without hurting him. He couldn't just hold him back like that. That wasn't right.

"What are you thinking?" Jeongguk interrupted. The older raised an eyebrow as he reached up, his fingers tilting his jaw to look at him. "You bite your lip a lot when you think."

"I do?" The younger nodded at that. "Well, I guess I'm thinking about you. Us." He couldn't help the chill that caressed down his spine at the single word. Who knew it would be something that terrified him to think about.

"Us?" Jeongguk's eyes sparkled. "Wow, that's... just something to get used to. What the fuck."

"Is that bad?" Taehyung asked, and he quickly shook his head.

"No, it's just... it's not you and me anymore. It's us," he murmured softly, fingers drifting to Taehyung's hair and playing with the blue strands around his fingers.

"I think Us is my new favorite word."

"You're such a sap," Taehyung rolled his eyes, flicking his shoulder blade as the younger giggled warmly into his ear, the sound making his heart dance.

"You gonna ask me the question, or am I? Do we need to play rock, paper, scissors to see who's gonna ask?" Jeongguk teased, nuzzling his nose against the bottom of Taehyung's jaw.

"God, you're ridiculous," Taehyung patted his ass, even giving it a squeeze just to feel Jeongguk's laughter against his skin. "Do you wanna do the honor?"

"Me? With your dick in me?" The older nodded. "Well, I suppose. Never thought I'd ask someone out with a dick in my ass, but okay." He snorted lightly.

"Kim Taehyung, aka Specs, my pal, my person, my always, and the guy with the best 'n biggest cock," Jeongguk slipped his index and thumb beneath his chin, tilting his head to meet his starry eyes studying  him close the lazy smirk lounging on his lips.

"Yes, Jeon Jeongguk?" He couldn't help the smile unfolding itself onto his lips, stretching the skin into its usual rectangle while laughter threatened to bubble out of his throat.

"Do you want to be my boyfriend?"

There were a lot of things that could go wrong, or right, and there wasn't any way to tell. There was the possibility Jeongguk would make him happier than he already was, or break his heart to pieces and as much as he dreaded that idea, he knew it could happen.

But Jeongguk was right. They worked together as best friends, as pals, and they seemed to complete each other in ways nobody else did. Jeongguk was the last piece to his puzzle— the person he couldn't be without for days unless he wanted to go crazy.

This new title wasn't going to be any different, and together they could make this relationship work. Sure, it wouldn't be platonic anymore, but they were already playing in that gray area, teetering off the edge of friendship to boyfriends.

Nothing could go wrong if they just continue the same way they were before.

It would still be the exact same thing, right?

"I would love to be your boyfriend," Taehyung declared, jumping in without another thought, hoping that the younger was there to catch him in this daze of giddiness flowing through his veins like permanent euphoria.

"Great! Then it's settled, Specs," Jeongguk grinned, booping his nose. He kissed him sweetly, smiling against Taehyung's lips as their mouths moved clumsily, completely out of sync but it didn't matter except the fact they were together.

"You're my boyfriend!" He squeaked, excitement dancing in his twinkling doe eyes.

"My boyfriend," Taehyung mumbled against his cheek, pressing his nose against the side of his face. "You're my boyfriend."

"Yes you are," Jeongguk nodded, "and we'll make it work, Tae, I promise you this will work." Taehyung grinned, pecking his cheek before leaning back into the couch, admiring the pretty boy above him.

Oh, how much he hoped this wouldn't go wrong, because if he did, he wasn't so sure if they would ever recover.

♡♡︎♡

now, i'm asking you. do you
think taekook is going to work out?

ahhh this week was busy dhsjs i
hope you guys are taking care &
eating well (: m'guessing ya'll heard
about the new album & IU x SUGA's
collab— i'm honestly HYPED esp for
tae & jk's mixtape 🥰🥰🥰

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— mela